For good reasons, I didn't do anything active today. So why am I grumpy with myself? I skipped a pilates class I like but thought I would make it up with a run. How do good reasons pile up or become more important than something I considered 'most important' when I started my day?
You must have heard that story about how to get the most stuff in a jar...big rocks first, then smaller rocks, then sand. Sometimes all the big rocks don't fit. You can keep shoving, but eventually the jar breaks.
191 this morning. Pho for lunch. It tastes so I good there must be something killing me. What do you think that plum sauce rolls up at? Snuck a couple of meat balls in yummy sauce at the Dental office. We got some pizza for visitors at the house tonight, but I only had two pieces where I usually eat, no kidding, a whole medium pizza. Pepperoni and Bell Pepper...mmmmmm.
Then I tried a recipe I saw on the Barefoot Contessa. That woman knows how to cook with everything forbidden (or as my friend Ty says...poison). This seemed safe enough. Fresh shrimp, a little olive oil, a little lime juice, a little garlic (ok, a lot of garlic) and some S&P. Bake at 400 for 8-10. Tasty.
I skipped the homemade Thousand Island she demonstrated...mayonnaise, add some mayonnaise, sprinkle some mayo, pickles, capers and lard...never mind.